paroles de chanson School Days - Live - New Riders of the Purple Sage

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Yeah, up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teaching the golden rule
American history and practical math
You study them hard, hoping to pass
Working your fingers right down to the bone
The guy behind you won't leave you alone.

Ring, ring, goes the bell
The cook in the lunch room's ready to sell
You're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you have time to eat
Get back in the classroom, open your books
Gee, but the teacher don't know how mean she looks.

Soon as three o'clock rolls around
You finally lay your burden down
Close up your books, get out of your seat
Down the halls and into the street
Up to the corner and 'round the bend
Right to the juke, joint you go.

Drop the coin right into the slot
No, you gotta hear something that's really hot
With the one you love you're making romance
All day long you want to dance
Feeling the music from head to toe
'Round and 'round and 'round you go.

Hail, hail, rock and roll
Deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock and roll
The beat of the drums, loud and bold
Rock, rock, rock and roll
The feelin' is there, the body and soul.

Let's go, one time!